Huo Jiajia was secretly resentful and had no choice but to contact An Lan privately. After all, Huo Zhanting had already blocked her contact information. Who knew that An Lan, upon hearing her intent, just told her to contact Huo Zhanting herself and then directly hung up the phone, infuriating Huo Jiajia to the point where she almost threw her phone out.
If she was capable of contacting her brother, she wouldn't have needed to call that bitch An Lan. Huo Jiajia screamed on the spot, but was helpless.
In the evening, An Lan told Huo Zhanting about Huo Jiajia's affair as if it was a joke.
"Zhan Ting, Huo Jiajia wants you to help her fiancé. She called me about it. It seems that her fiancé has invested in a piece of land on the outskirts and some of the investment is borrowed money. Now they've lost a lot and can't make ends meet."
An Lan leaned against Huo Zhanting, tracing circles on his chest with one hand, smiled, and said.
